Making Tibetan Monks Happy

Every year, because the music groups take a big trip and miss the day before Spring Break, the rest of the school takes the day off to do community service or take alternative education trips. Think J-term. This year, and last, I took a group of Head-Royce students to assemble books for the Yeshe De Project (YDP), which is funded by the Tibetan Aid Project in Berkeley. Find out about the teachings of this organization at The Nyingma Center.

In short, every year in January, there is a large celebration in India at which thousands of Tibetan monks gather. At this gathering, the YDP distributes texts to the airport, that the Yeshe De Project have printed and put together back here in Berkeley. These are sacred buddhist texts that the monks have never had in printed form. This year, 2005, the YDP will be printing the first 30 Sutra's which are teachings of the Buddha. About 17,000 of each of the 30 Sutra's will be printed, cut, assembled and wrapped by November, which is when they will ship out. So, doing the math, the YDP must make one Sutra per week and a half, which turns out to be just over 1,000 a day.

Chanel B. (9), Naomi O. (12), Brittney T. (10), Katie R. (11th), David T. (11th) and yours truly

So our group had two tasks to perform. One needs to know the reason why our two tasks exist is because these sacred texts are not bound, but simply sheets of rectangular paper sandwiched between to pieces of tagboard. So task one was to take the texts and assemble them.

Putting the back cover on

Turn over

Put the front cover on and keep together with two stretchy ponytail things

Here is task two, wrapping the texts. Here our hand model is my Honors Geometry student, Chanel B.. Props to Chanel for being such a great wrapper.

    

We and the volunteers that worked along with us, assembled and wrapped 850 books. Here's a picture of one of the two pallets of books we finished.

I assembled books and stacked them on the pallets. Let's just say the my wrapped books had to be done over again regularly. I got the message loud and clear.

The Gross Domestic Product

Gross Domestic Product (GDP) is defined as the market value of all final goods and services produced within a country in a given period of time.

"GDP does not allow for the health of our children, the quality of their education, or the joy of their play. It does not include the beauty of our poetry, or the strength of our marriages, the intelligence of our public debate or the integrity of our public officials. It measures neither our courage, nor our wisdom, nor our devotion to country. It measures everything, in short, except that which makes life worthwhile, and it can tell us everything about America except why we are proud that we are Americans."
--Robert F. Kennedy (1968)

In Economics class, which I am teaching for the first time, we have just started our section on Macroeconomics and the first thing we study is how do we measure the health of our economy. It's the GDP. Think of GDP as a pie. For the US to continue to experience the high standard of living, we must grow our GDP at a rate of 2% a year. Or, we have to continue increasing the size of the pie. So the question came up today in class, but what if the quality of the pie isn't as good as it used to be? Food for thought!

Evidence that I'm becoming an "old person"

Actually, since writing the title of this posting, I took a trip to the kitchen and a second event happened that supported my theory that I am becoming one of those "old people" I used to wonder about.

When I first started my teaching career, it was back at Lawrenceville when I was 25 years old. My, can it already be my ninth year of teaching? Oh my. But I digress. Back then, I would be in my department office and I would listen to the veteran teachers complain about this and that and wonder to myself, "COME ON, CHILL out, who cares if the theater department needs to use the room for a performance, we'll just move our lecture to this room....", you get the drill. Something out of the ordinary happened and things needed to be rearranged and so no big deal.

Well that was the 1995-96 version of Ernie Chen. So, what happened today that the 90's Chen would have told the modern Chen to chill out? The long and the short of it is the chorus and bands are leaving at lunch on Thursday for their big trip of the year. I scheduled a test for one section of one of my classes for Thursday and they meet after lunch. I threw a hissy (have I been throwing a lot of those lately, eh) in my department office in front of my colleagues about how I have to rearrange things and teach an extra period on Tuesday for those seven students who will be missing class on Thursday. Ok, hissy might be the wrong word, how about I grumbled loudly. It's just interesting that my first reaction is no longer, "how cool for those kids to have the opportunity to take this trip to perform" and is now essentially, "damnit it, that sucks that I have to change things in my life" or more succinctly, "what about MEEEEEE???" Yeah, yeah, maybe it's not a growing old thing but there has to be something different. The real lesson in all this is that events that throw the ordinary out of whack IS the ordinary.

Oh and the second thing. I went to refill my water and got REALLY EXCITED that I had some cut up cantaloupe and honeydew. Hello 9PM snack!